The First Day of School!

Today was the first day of school. For those of you who don't know, I recently went back to school at MTSU to get certified as a CPA. Apparently I can take about 8 or 9 classes and have enough credit to sit for the exam. I started over the summer and took a couple classes, but today was my first day of school during a "real" semester, where there were lots of people and bad parking and the whole deal.

I'm taking Intermediate Accounting II and Principles of Management Information Systems. I'm pretty excited about both of them actually. They help me a lot at my job--and I've found that school is much more fascinating to me when I have a direct application for what I'm learning.

Go Blue Raiders!

I'm officially jumping bandwagons

When I first moved to Nashville, I vowed that I wouldn't forget where I came from, and would remain loyal to my hometown teams. It wasn't too big of a deal. After all, everyone here likes the Braves and no one cares about Alabama or Auburn football, so that was easy enough to avoid. But for the first time, I was living in a city with a professional football team...the Tennessee Titans. After having a 4-12 season in 2005, while my Carolina Panthers almost went to the Super Bowl, there wasn't really a lot to cheer for. So when the 2006 season rolled around and ESPN predicted more of the same, I was ready to cheer my Panthers to victory.

...but then halfway through the season everybody got hurt, and Vince Young stepped in and started winning games. I was torn. After all, I'm way too fairweather to cheer for a losing team. I just don't do that. So I finished the 2006 season with mixed loyalties.

So then last night preseason football was on and I got to watch the Panthers play the Patriots and the Titans play the Bills simultaneously. It was a dream come true (and Lyndsay's worst nightmare). The Panthers lost, the Titans won. Even though the Panthers played a much harder team...the Titans played better.

So...I'm officially jumping bandwagons.

Go Titans.

Lyndsay goes to Idaho

Lyndsay has gone to Idaho with Brad, Mitch, and her parents. They flew out this morning at 6:00 AM...which meant leaving the house at 4:30 to get to the airport! (ugh...)

This is the first time in over a year that Lyndsay has traveled, leaving me at home. Because of my job, it's normally the other way around. So what do I do when Lyndsay leaves? Well, the first couple hours look like various scenes from the "Home Alone" movies. I run in circles around the house yelling and screaming, just because I can. And I slap on aftershave that burns my face just so I can yell in the mirror. After that I'm pretty tired so I usually just fall in a pile on the floor and wake up several hours later in a puddle of my own drool. Then I wander over to the fridge and pull out some old cake or candy and munch on it for a while. Then I repeat the process until Lyndsay returns.

I am living proof that regardless of his state before marriage, marriage makes a man complete waste of carbon when left to fend for himself.

And I'm proud of it!

Bike Schmike.

For some reason, our schedule in Nashville has just been such that we haven't really blogged like we did when we lived in Birmingham. I'm trying to get better at it though. So...here's a fun story.

Lyndsay is training for the "Jack-and-Back," an annual bike ride in Tennessee to raise money for MS, and more importantly-- an opportunity to ride a bike in a big circle. It's 150 miles in a weekend. 75 the first day from Franklin, TN to Lynchburg, TN...and then the next day, 75 miles right back to where they started. Lyndsay is pretty excited about it. In fact, she went to bed early tonight so she can wake up at 5 tomorrow morning at go ride her bike. I'm sure you're wondering, "Scott, how do you figure in to all this? Are you riding too?" Well, I try to be a supportive husband. But for 150 miles...I think I'll just stand on the side of the road and cheer.

Lyndsay got her bike for her birthday this past January. She had a mountain bike in Birmingham but it pretty much fell apart when we were getting ready to graduate from Samford, so when we graduated and moved out, we just left it tied up to a bike rack in front of my dorm. It stayed there until we moved away from Birmingham a year later. It could still be there now.

...so back to the story. Lyndsay decides it's her birthday and she'd like a bike. I see one on Amazon.com at a good price, so I get it for her. She loved to go mountain biking in B'ham, so she'll love it here in Nashville, right? Wrong. She gets it and about a week later signs up for this 150 mile road race.

So now we need a new bike. And for 150 miles...it better be a pretty good one. Initially, I thought that all bikes came from Wal-mart so a "nice bike" was just the expensive bike at Wal-mart. I was wrong. These things can get crazy expensive!

So now we have what I like to call "Bike Fever." It's similar to earlier this year when Lyndsay had "Dog Fever"...except getting a bike won't chew up your furniture and ruin your carpet. Well...I guess it might, if you actually let it in your house. Anyways we've been learning all about road bikes. Good ones, bad ones, and other ones. If anyone has a good tip on getting a good road bike, let us know.